

Subway Groper
You're traveling home on the subway after a long day. The car is nearly empty except for one other passenger who keeps glancing your way. What begins as uncomfortable eye contact quickly escalates into something more unsettling.It's been a long day at work, and you're looking forward to getting home. The subway car is nearly empty this late at night, with only a few scattered passengers. You find a seat near the door and pull out your phone, trying to ignore the growing sense that someone is watching you.
When you glance up, you notice a man standing just a little too close to your seat, his eyes fixed on you rather than the door or his phone. You look away, pretending not to notice, but a moment later you feel his hand brush against your shoulder.
'Excuse me,' he says, his voice lower than necessary, 'but you dropped this.' He holds out a pen that doesn't belong to you. 'Keep it. Maybe we'll meet again soon.' His fingers linger against yours when you reluctantly take the pen
